"He Didn't..." "He Did."

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Jeff: hi Leslie, I've been trying to call you, why don't you pick up?

Leslie: maybe because it was seven freaking thirty in the morning and I was still asleep?!

Jeff: don't you have to be at work by eight thirty?

Leslie: I guess...

Jeff: can I call now?

Leslie: no! I mean, no....i'm having lunch with mom

Jeff: woah, which brings me to the reason why I was calling. Leslie I'm so sorry about last night, I really am. If you're mad at me I fully understand...it's just that I didn't expect us to run into Lila, I swear I'm not with her.

Leslie: so what, do random girls go around kissing you when you're on a clearly serious dinner date?

Jeff: Lila and I met at a club two weeks ago and we just...you know....hit it off, but it wasn't serious, I swear, it was just a one time thing

Leslie: you aren't really helping your case here, you know

Jeff: there was nothing going on, believe me

Leslie: I didn't know you were into that sort of thing

Jeff: what thing?

Leslie: you certainly didn't seem like that sort of a guy

Jeff: what? What sort?

Leslie: you know, one who's into all the fake ass and nails kinda guy

Jeff: Leslie please, I was drunk the night she and I hooked up...

Leslie: my mom has been giving me hell all through lunch...i guess I deserve it for thinking that a guy I met at a coffee shop might actually become more than just a friend

Jeff: more than..? Oh

Leslie: there, I said it. And for that I deserve to be set up with stupid Franklin from Texas...

Jeff: no you don't...don't say that...

Jeff: let me make it up to you

Jeff: please...

Jeff: this is all my fault

Jeff: hello? Leslie? Please respond!!

Jeff: hello?

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